What does it mean that the group members have given me back the light?

After finishing the second half of his sentence, Otto smiled somewhat helplessly.

"It seems that my dear ally has been thoroughly enraged."

Otto's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible disappointment.

He shook his head and walked toward the office of the Bishop of Destiny.

He was indeed disappointed. Despite the other party's repeated use of the word "chaos," their reaction after being touched on sore spots was no different from that of those dark people who indulge in anger and destructive desires.

His understanding of chaos should be beyond simple light and darkness, elegantly manipulating rules, and appreciating the beauty of unpredictable possibilities arising from the collision of variables.

As for Kirisaki? He's more like a spoiled brat who throws a tantrum because he didn't understand a math problem and wants to destroy the whole world. He's obviously far from being a true madman.

Thinking of this, Otto sighed softly.

To be honest, he didn't really admire Torregia's almost hysterical, emotionally driven madness hidden beneath his calm exterior.

Unfortunately, this imperfect chaos remains an indispensable part of his grand scheme.

Just then, Otto returned to his office.

He pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open to enter.

A perfectly smooth, bright red sphere, about the size of two fists, lay quietly on the desk in front of me.

It emitted a soft yet alluring red glow, and an invisible wave of desire that reached the depths of people's hearts slowly spread out, as if whispering something.

Is it again?

With a sigh of helplessness, Otto's gaze fell upon the brightly colored red ball.

"Thank you so much, you just helped my good ally out of the way."

Otto spoke in a gentle tone, as if he were talking to an old friend: "But now... there's nothing we need you for."

The light on the surface of the red ball flickered slightly, then became somewhat rapid, like a child who had been refused candy, expressing its dissatisfaction and confusion.

"Well, I don't have any other wishes for now."

Otto looked at it, his smile unchanged, as if he had already anticipated its reaction.

He walked slowly to the desk and gently stroked the surface of the red ball.

"Some things, if you skip all the processes, efforts, struggles and waiting, and can be easily achieved by simply making a wish... then the fruit you get in the end will be pale and powerless, losing its proper flavor and weight."

“This is not what she expected to see. What I wanted was a perfect, flawless ending that I personally shaped step by step and presented to her in the end.”

"..."

Otto's words seemed to possess some strange magic, and the restless red ball gradually quieted down.

It seemed to understand, or perhaps it realized that it could not sway the will of the man before it.

"No need to rush."

Otto looked at it, a deep smile playing on his lips.

"The necessary actors and stage are coming together... The final show will be staged soon."

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An unnamed deserted island, on the beach.

Banami saw Anzu pacing anxiously back and forth on the beach, occasionally standing on tiptoe to look at the distant sea, her ten fingers clenched tightly together.

Almost half an hour has passed.

Now, on this lonely little island, she is left all alone, waiting anxiously.

Yes, alone.

After the blonde girl named Durandal fired an arrow with all her might, interfering with the terrifying blue-black giant, she appeared to be exhausted. However, after recovering somewhat, she resolutely headed back towards the center of the sea, the direction where the battle was most intense.

Banai saw Anzu trying to persuade her, but didn't dare to.

During this time, she could only watch helplessly as terrifying sounds, like the collapse of the heavens and the splitting of the earth, kept coming from afar. The deafening explosions, the roar of the tsunami, and even the island beneath her feet trembled slightly, as if the end of the world had come.

And now...

All the strange noises disappeared.

The sea gradually returned to calm, with only the sound of a gentle breeze rustling the waves. But this sudden silence only made people more uneasy.

The battle... is over?

One side will definitely win, but who will be the winner?

Banami's heart was in her throat; she dared not think about what would happen if the blue-black giant won.

Just as she was being consumed by immense unease, a huge dark shadow appeared on the distant horizon, flying toward the island at an extremely fast speed!

Nono found this monster for me!

Banami immediately recognized the silhouette, and her heart was instantly filled with immense joy.

She jumped up excitedly on the beach, waving her arms vigorously: "Here! I'm here!"

Chi You, in his giant beast form, lowered his altitude and slowly descended into the shallow sea, his massive body stirring up layers of waves.

Banami eagerly waded over, but when she saw the figure lying on Chi You's broad back armor, the joy on her face instantly turned into shock and worry.

"Nono!"

She saw Gu Nuo lying there listlessly, his face deathly pale, his clothes tattered, as if he had just crawled out of hell, and even moving a finger seemed extremely difficult.

Seeing this, Ba Nai quickly scrambled onto Chi You's back armor and ran to Gu Nuo's side, her voice anxious: "Are you alright, Nuo Nuo?! Don't scare me!"

Gu Nuo struggled to move her eyes, and seeing it was her, she let out a long sigh of relief and continued lying flat:

"No, it's nothing... it's just... it hurts so much..."

He was a little stunned by the explosion.

Why is the Ultra Bomb listed as a forbidden technique by the Land of Light?

The answer is that for most Ultraman, using such a difficult special move would not only destroy the enemy but also lead to their own death.

Ultraman Taro, the only official user of the Ultraman technique in the Land of Light, can revive himself after using it thanks to his unique Ultra Heart. However, even so, he loses a full twenty years of his lifespan every time he uses this move.

Gu Nuo's self-developed replica works by using his own body as fuel, immersing it in the light of evolution to burn completely, instantly releasing explosive power several times or even ten times greater than normal output.

The underlying principles of the two are roughly the same, and their side effects are also similar.

Even so, the backlash from a single Ultra Bomb was not enough to plunge Gu Nuo into such a dazed state.

What truly made him feel somewhat disoriented, as if he had survived a catastrophe, was that Gu Nuo's final move was a triple Ultra Bomb with exponentially increasing power.

This is by no means a trivial matter like simply dividing energy into three parts.

In that instant, in addition to the destructive shockwave generated by his own energy bursting outward, which was enough to annihilate everything, the other two Ultra Bombs, which were simultaneously launched by his clones, squeezed each other with the same terrifying energy the moment they detonated, and mercilessly superimposed and acted back on every part of his main body!

This was practically placing oneself at the very center of a triple explosion, simultaneously enduring extreme devastation from both inside and outside, enough to completely obliterate any conventional life form or even concept in an instant! For a moment, Gu Nuo even vaguely sensed that the dog talisman he held, which was said to possess the divine power of 'immortality,' was nearing its limit.

Too dangerous……

Gu Nuo shook his head. If he didn't encounter an enemy of Kirisaki's caliber in the future, he even planned to permanently seal this move away.

However, speaking of Kirisaki...

Gu Nuo suddenly fell into deep thought.

In that final, devastating explosion, he truly felt that the blast had hit Toregia; the sensation was unmistakable.

But for some reason, in the last moment before the explosion's light engulfed everything, he seemed to... vaguely see a glowing red sphere flash by.

However, the scene was too fast and too blurry, and he himself was in a state of mental confusion and on the verge of collapse due to the explosion, so he really couldn't be sure whether it was a real scene or a hallucination caused by intense pain and energy impact.

And at this moment——

[System Announcement: Ding!]

A soft sound came from the chat group, pulling Gu Nuo back to her senses.

He exchanged a glance with the person in front of him, confirming that neither of them had misjudged the other.

[System Announcement: The rescue mission 'Save Changkong City' has been triggered]

[System Announcement: Task Difficulty - b]

[System Announcement: Mission Requirements—Stop Cocolia, stop the resurrected Yapool, stop Raiden Mei from becoming the Herrscher of Thunder, and protect the basic civilization structure of Changkong City!]

[System Announcement: Mission Notes—Cocolia, Yapool, you two Babars, I'll kill you...?]

The system's voice suddenly stopped.

Then came a brief silence, as if the system had frozen.

[System Announcement: ???]

[System Announcement: The mission... how come the mission is already completed?!]

[System Announcement: Damn it, Cocolia, Yapool, I'm here! Where are you all?!]

Gu Nuo: ...

Hanami Anana: ...

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Chapter 59: Mission Completion and Lottery (4k2)

not long ago.

Time seemed to stand still within the interior space of the Thousand Realms One Vehicle.

The enormous Bodhi tree is rooted in nothingness, its golden leaves moving without wind, slowly drifting down and dissipating into shimmering light before touching the mirror-like calm lake. The air is filled with the scent of sandalwood and some ancient, more ethereal fragrance.

A person stands under a tree, wearing a white shawl, with eyes lightly closed, and long gray hair with bodhi-colored highlights along the edges.

Su, the last "awakened one" of the pre-civilization era, has observed the birth and death of countless worlds within this small space for countless years.

Beneath the lake, a solitary and aloof figure stood silently. His silver-white hair swayed slightly in the invisible flow of water, and his icy blue eyes were like unmelting ice. He exuded a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble.

Kevin Kaslana, the strongest warrior of the previous civilization era, is the executor of the "Stigmata Project" in the current civilization's fight against the Honkai. She is the one who holds the "Savior" inscription and was once the leader of the Thirteen Heroes of the Fire Chaser.

"Su."

The lake remained still, yet Kevin's voice pierced through the air, calm and undisturbed, causing the falling Bodhi leaves to pause: "Why have you awakened me?"

The person under the tree did not respond immediately. A whole golden leaf swirled around and finally settled in his outstretched palm.

"Years have passed, Kevin."

Su's voice was ethereal and otherworldly, as if it came from a very distant place: "Has the fog that hangs over your heart dissipated even a little? Has the answer you are so persistent in been found in the passage of time?"

Kevin was silent.

He certainly knew what Su was referring to: the ultimate solution—the "Holy Mark Project"—that would go to any lengths, even digitizing and filtering all of humanity in the current civilization, in order to continue the flame of civilization and fight against the collapse.

"The answer has never changed, Sue."

A moment later, Kevin's voice rang out again, cold and firm, without the slightest hint of wavering:

"The Honkai must be defeated, and humanity will survive, regardless of its form or the cost."

"Even if that path leads to a destination that we initially imagined, perhaps it's not the other side we envisioned?" Su asked softly, her tone devoid of accusation, only a faint trace of sorrow born of experience.

"..."

Kevin did not answer; his gaze pierced through the lake and landed on his old friend's slightly troubled brow.

He proactively changed the subject: "You woke me up this time not just to bring up the past, but to tell me what happened."

"...The strings of the world have been plucked, Kevin."

Su gently clenched his fist, the Bodhi leaf in his palm turning into golden dust that drifted through his fingers. He paused for a rare moment, as if organizing his thoughts:

“Normally, the countless world bubbles I observe, though varied in many ways, generally follow a certain established ‘principle’ in their operation. But recently, an ‘exotic object’ has fallen into this pond, and the ripples it creates are distorting its established trajectory.”

He slightly raised his hand, and some blurry fragments of images appeared in the surrounding space—a silver-black giant and a blue-black giant collided between the sea and the sky, destructive flames raged, and a red sphere floated in the void, its destination unknown.